A Child Is Born
Two Thousand Years Ago A Child Was Born
It is a cold night, the snowflakes are peppering down.
There is no music heard only the heavenly angelic sounds.
On the poor side of town, a small child is born.
A mother is high on drugs yet her eyes the infant adorns.
She knows not who the father is, nor does she even care.
Her pain is continuous, not a pain just any soul can bare.
There is no baby crib nor bottles of milk from the Fast-Fare.
A vacant dirty shirt is what this newborn baby wears.
An old mattress cradles them both through the coldest part of the night.
An open fire in the center of the room is their only heat and light.
The signs outside are glowing, their colors Christmas bright.
Another American baby has become a statistic with little hope to win the fight.
Broken bottles and beer cans surround the tiny gem.
There are no gifts or treasures being brought from anyone to him .
No one will notice that this little child has arrived.
No one will care if this baby even survives.
Empty and used needles adorn the rooms dirty floors.
No wreaths are hanging from the warped, unpainted and chipping wooden doors.
Two thousand years ago, a child was also born.
And for two thousand years that soul has been watching and that Holy Soul still mourns.
No one knows about this American newborns birth,
But he is still a soul that God Almighty sent from heaven down to earth.
Holy hands surround and warm this newborn child.
No one can see Jesus and the angels meek and mild.
Yet, they are there still and today they still see.
Two thousand years have past and babies still are battling to survive inspite of the politicians decree.
Herod also sent out his decree searching for Jesus long ago.
In America today our newborn babies still desire to know
Why they are not considered as flesh and blood, souls given by the King of Kings
But only a bloody mass called a fetus, having no meaning or anything.
I pledge allegiance to the Lamb who was born two thousand years ago.
For He still holds the soul of every child that is called simply the unwanted overflow.
I pledge allegiance to the Lamb and I am an American woman free.
It is the Lamb of God who blesses America and still keeps the American people free.
Listen to the cries of the unwanted souls this Christmas night.
America will be judged for the souls of these babies, judged swiftly and with a Godly might.
So when you are enjoying your Christmas season and thinking all is well.
Remember what God did two thousand years ago, when Sodom and Gomorrah suddenly fell!
Written by Sybil Shearin
(c) 11-2002
Kept by the Son
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